Lord, Please Watch Over All These Lost

I Can't Crawl Any Further. You Never Crawled For Me.

Songwriting Ability Is A Gift. After A While, You Come To Realize, "i've Really Been Blessed. I Can Write These Things And It Makes Me Happy, And It Makes Millions Of People Happy." It's An Obligation, It's Bigger Than You. It's The Only True Magic I Know. It's Not Pulling A Rabbit Out Of A Hat; It's Real. It's Your Soul Floating Out To Theirs.

Somewhere, Somehow, Somebody Must Have Kicked You Around Some. Tell Me, Why You Want To Lay There, Revel In Your Abandon?

I Don't Know, My Music Has Always Just Come From Where The Wind Blew Me. Like Where I'm At During A Particular Moment In Time.

There Was Rock And Roll Across The Dial, When I Think Of Her It Makes Me Smile.